I would live at the beach if I could. Seriously. In a hut. Well, maybe not a hut, but still. However, that would not bode well for our family. Instead, I steal a few hours of beach-ness anytime I can.
I should clarify that when I say beach, I mean beach with white SAND. I cannot handle lakes. Unless I can get in a boat. Ohmywordno. Apparently, I have some sensory issues of my own. I have to know what I’m stepping on.
4 hours this weekend. That’s all, but it was awesome! I LOVE summer, the sun, the 100 degree days. Who knows why? I grew up in Mobile, where it’s hot, humid and home to mosquitoes. You would think I would rather live in Alaska. But no….give me sunburns, sweaty kids and the sound of waves any day.
Speaking of sunburns, my poor son needs a better mom. His face was glowing by the end of our little beach excursion. Fortunately, he tans better than I do. He was nice and brown by the next day. So what’s worse? A little sunburn or blocking every bit of Vitamin D the sun has to offer with SPF 90?
I’m one of those people who wilt a little in the winter. I miss the sunshine so much. So I soak up every drop I can, whenever I can.